Guo Wen liked this feeling. She wasn't particularly stunning, but with makeup, who wouldn't be a beauty? "Thank you, but I'm with a friend."
"Men" is the highest label for women, especially in bars.
The man who approached her called himself Oliver and seemed to be a regular at bars. "Sir, could I borrow your girl for a bit?"
The EDMOD guy looked around, didn't find his target, waved his hand, and said, "Go ahead."
Oliver's humorous remarks made Guo Wen laugh until her stomach hurt. Just as they were getting into the conversation, Qian Dai and the other two had already walked over.
Having bottled up his emotions all day, Rong Xiao didn't even want a moment to process them, so he whistled, "Wow, what a small world! We've run into ESMOD's number one plagiarist here!"
Guo Wen hadn't expected to run into Rong Xiao here. She'd been badly scolded today, and her face was pale. "I don't understand what you're saying!"
"You don't understand, do you?" Xue Qiandai tugged at her T-shirt, pointing to the emojis on it. "Look closely, the original is right here! If you can't design it well, it's because you're stupid, but plagiarism is shameless!"
"Who are you calling shameless?" The bar lighting was dim, and Guo Wen's flushed face wasn't very noticeable due to her thick foundation. She was having a great conversation with a man next to her, and now her chat had been ruined—how could she stand it? "My emoji set is trademarked and copyrighted. Otherwise, do you think it could just be listed on Chaoku like that? Unlike Taobao, which is full of fakes. Do you even know who's copying whom?"
Being bitten back, Rong Xiao exploded. "Go check if Taobao or Chaoku released it first? Not only are the seven emojis completely identical, but even the color beans are a blatant copy. Guo Wen, where's your pride? Are you trying to rub your face on the ground?"
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